Born in a noble family, Wei Wentong was taught the art of war and martial arts by famous teachers since he was a child. Later, he even became a disciple of a peerless master. After studying hard and practicing hard over the years, Wei Wentong felt that his kung fu was already quite good.
According to Wei Wentong's estimation, the only people in the world who can still be called his rivals are his master and his senior brother!
Unexpectedly, in this school competition, I was humiliated by a little baby!
Although Wei Wentong also knew in his heart that the little baby boy who was shot at the helmet this time was probably the one who kept his hand! Otherwise, with the little baby boy's arrow technique, if he aimed at his heart, he would probably be shot.
Explain it here!
However, Wei Wentong didn't feel much gratitude in his heart. Instead, he was quite angry, feeling that he had been insulted by this little baby!
And this shame can only be washed away with the blood of that little milk baby!
With this idea in mind, although he heard shouts of "stop" coming from outside the venue, and Wei Wentong could vaguely identify the person who made the voice, Wei Wentong had no intention of holding back.
With his mind crossed, Wei Wentong exerted force on his hand, and without any hesitation, the golden-backed mountain knife continued to fall towards Xie Ke's head.
Seeing that the golden-backed machete was only a few feet away from Xie Ke's head, at this moment, Xie Ke's hands were still inches away from the golden crow spear.
If nothing unexpected happens, in the next moment, you can see Xie Ke's head falling to the ground.
At this moment, Wei Wentong clearly saw the look of despair in the eyes of the little baby named Xie Ke, and he couldn't help but feel a strange pleasure in his heart!
However, before Wei Wentong's pleasure spread throughout his body, a black light shot out from outside the school grounds like a meteor chasing the moon, and before it happened, it hit Wei Wentong's gold-backed machete.
But when he heard a muffled sound of "bang" and a huge force like a mountain, Wei Wentong felt the tiger's mouth shake violently and his arms went numb. Involuntarily, Wei Wentong relaxed his hands.
Unsteadily, Old Wei's gold-backed machete, which weighed 108 kilograms, was hit and flew more than ten feet away before it fell into the dust with a "clunking" sound!
Immediately, he remembered something, Wei Wentong couldn't help but shuddered, and subconsciously shrank his neck.
Looking down at his numb hands, Wei Wentong realized that his tiger's mouth had been shattered by the shock just now!
Looking up at his golden-backed machete again, Wei Wentong was even more shocked!
It turned out that a long fine steel arrow was magically inserted into the three-inch-thick back of his gold-backed mountain cleaver made of fine steel!
"Who is so strong that he can shoot an arrow into a certain family's golden-backed machete? Could it be that a monster did it?"
Worried in his heart, Wei Wentong raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the "Stop" sound just now, and saw a young general riding a tall horse, slowly walking towards the competition arena surrounded by a group of guards.
Come.
With his pupils narrowed, Wei Wentong quickly focused his attention on the tall guard next to General Ma Gan'er!
This guard is very tall, more than eight feet tall. Even standing on the flat ground, he is not much shorter than General Ma Gan'er who is riding a tall horse!
What's even more frightening is that this guard's body is quite majestic! Just look at the waistline, it's seven feet if not eight feet, and this man is also covered in flesh. At first glance, he looks so tough and unrivaled.
Fierce person!
What attracted Wei Wentong's most attention was the extra-large long bow held in this man's hand!
"Could it be that this guy shot the arrow just now? No wonder it's so terrifying! What a monster!"
Just when Wei Wentong was thinking wildly, General Ma Gan'er, surrounded by guards, slowly drove to the field and said coldly, "Your name is Wei Wentong?"...
Quickly coming back to his senses, Wei Wentong quickly adjusted his armor, knelt down on the ground with a bang, kowtowed, and said in a low voice, "The grass people pay homage to General Yuwen! General Yuwen, the grass people are none other than Wei Wentong!"
The person who came was none other than the chief examiner of this recruitment exercise, General Zuowei Yuwen Chenglong.
At this time, the little guy Xie Ke on the opposite side had also dismounted, came to Yuwen Xiaomagan'er, bowed and saluted, "The common people have seen General Yuwen!"
Before Yuwen Xiaomagan'er could speak again, little Xie Ke had already turned his attention to Yuwen Chenglong's bodyguard and coachman, the former Taihang Bandit, Xiong Kuohai.
"May I ask the name of this strong man? Did he save Xie's life just now?"
Seeing Xie Ke asking, Xiong Kuohai couldn't help but have a bitter look on his face. He quickly stared at his master Yuwen Xiaomagan'er with big copper bell-like eyes, as if asking, boss, how should I answer? Do you want to tell the truth?
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Staring at Xiong Kuohai fiercely, Yuwen Xiaomagan'er did not get entangled in this matter. Instead, he turned his head and glanced at the Wei Wen passage, "Wei Wentong, do you know all the rules of the competition?"
Quickly kowtowing again, Wei Wentong replied humbly, "General Yuwen! Common people know! It is strictly forbidden to maliciously hurt others, and it is strictly forbidden to kill, uh..."
After quickly coming back to his senses, Wei Wentong couldn't help but feel his heart pounding, secretly thinking that something was wrong!
Just when Wei Wentong was in a state of confusion, Yuwen Xiaomagan'er spoke again, "It's good to know! This general thinks that you are the first offender and it has not caused any irreversible consequences.
I will punish you with twenty heavy punishments, and if the next time happens again, I will kill you without mercy!"
"The common people accept the crime. The common people thank General Yuwen for not killing him! Thank General Yuwen for not killing him!" Wei Wentong was punished with a slap on the board, not only did he not feel the slightest annoyance, but his face showed joy, as if he had been so numb.
It seems that it is a very honorable thing for General Gan'er to play the game.
Seemingly enjoying the flattery of this flattering figure, Yuwen Xiaoma'er raised his eyes slightly and seemed to be interested. After thinking for a moment, he said calmly, "Well, there is a competition behind you. This time the two
You can write down the ten big boards for now. When all the games are over, you can go to the Military Law Office to receive the fight! Do you understand me clearly?"
"The common people understand! The common people thank General Yuwen for his promotion!"
After waving his hand, Yuwen Xiaomagan'er ignored Wei Wentong and turned to look at little Xie Ke.
After a moment, Yuwen Xiaomagan'er finally said, "Xie Ke, if this general decides that you lose in this competition, do you have any objections?"
He glared at Yuwen Xiaomagan'er angrily and hesitated for a long time. Finally, Xie Ke lowered his head and said, "General Yuwen, the common people have nothing to dissatisfy!"
"Well, that's so, very good! In this case, you will follow my general and die first!"
After saying that, without waiting for Xie Ke's reply, Yuwen Xiaomagan'er turned his horse's head and left for the competition.